OH MY GOD.
I like shitty books, right? And in the history of shitty books there is one author, my loyal blog readers, one author who is acknowledged as THE WORST AUTHOR EVER. Her name is Amanda McKittrick Ros. C.S. Lewis, Tolkien and the other Inklings used to have contests to see who could read the most of one of her books without laughing. One of her books, Delina Delancy, starts like this:
Have you ever visited that portion of Erin's plot that offers its sympathetic soil for the minute survey and scrutinous examination of those in political power, whose decision has wisely been the means before now of converting the stern and prejudiced, and reaching the hand of slight aid to share its strength in augmenting its agricultural richness?
I have no idea what that means. It's something involving Ireland and a government funded agricultural study. BUT LOOK AT IT! LOOK! YOU COULD NOT DO THAT ON PURPOSE IF YOU TRIED.
Why do I bring this up?
I HAVE FOUND ONE OF HER BOOKS AS A FREE EBOOK. FOR FREE. FROM PROJECT GUTTENBERG.
This is the holy grail of shitty books. This is what Eye of Argon was to sci-fi fan fic.
I am laughing hystarically. I do not know when, my loyal blog readers, or in what form, but we most definately shall see the lovely Ms. Ros featured upon this blog.
I squee, my friends. I squee with joy and rapture.